User:Unknown user/Battle of the Bulge in my Pants
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[edit] And Here My Troubles Began
Well, one day I woke up in the morning, showered...got dressed, you know the whole schpiel. As I head to my car, something hit me. I look down and see my little man waking up, leaving a mound-like extrusion. Realizing I was late for school, I climbed into my car and drove off, not worrying much about my little trouser tent. "It's probably nothing...maybe these pants don't fit right...It'll go down if I ignore it." But no matter what I could do to distract myself, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Suddenly-it grew! As I parked the car in the lot, my friend Allison approached me. Now Allison was something, wheeeeeooooow. "Oh no, here she comes, better hide it. I placed my books on top of my lap to conceal it." For the next couple of moments I strained myself not to let it pop up. "Not again...Not this time..." After she passed, a striking pain erupted in my groin, as if someone had just caressed my member only to hit it head on with a cast iron frying pan. "HOLY SHIT!!...No, you're not gonna win this time...NEVER AGAIN!!" I checked my watch. Homeroom was in 3 minutes.
[edit] The 3 Minutes In Hell
I stumbled out of the car, using my coat as a shield for my bulge running and dodging people right and left. Suddenly, I trip on an inconveniently placed hall pass and fall face down. "SWEET JESUS ON A STICK!!! FUCK!! HOLY MOTHER OF CHRIST!!! You will never overcome me!! You hear? NEVER!!" At that moment, I realize I had just said that out loud. A circle of kids had formed around me, snickering. "Who are you talking to?" "Are the voices telling you what to do again?" "Loser". Realizing my exposure, I turned red and walked quickly to homeroom. As I sat down in my seat just in time for the daily school announcements, my nemesis once again rose from it's semi limp state. "You...you did that. You made me announce that out loud" Suddenly, I responded to myself "You're right. I did."


